This is a song about "Made it in the building"

A mother full of scolding in an apartment building,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

It's me in the building, now you gotta get mine, i'm

Go to the top of the building

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

The stars is in the building, they hands is to the ceiling

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

They in the same building livin' like a mess pack

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

You better sprint out the building cause we bout to set it off.

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

And reeled in all the children, lured em into the building and killed em

Hit it til your make up missing

Yung-n-reckless in the building